Disclaimer: Obviously do not own Twilight or any original plot that may show up in this story. Everything else is owned by me from my own little imagination. Also do not own 'Friday, I'm in Love,' we all have The Cure to thank for that.
Its another typical Monday morning the one everyone dreads. You get up and out of bed and just know that it's not going to be a good day. Especially when you live in a town where it rains everyday out of the year. Today is no exception. Another day of going through the motions. I get up, take a shower, get dressed, eat a fast breakfast, get in my car and drive to school.
School. What can I say about Forks High? Its your typical American high school. Full of jocks, nerds, preps, Goths and then there's me. Bella Swan. Daughter of the Chief of Police and quiet book worm. You would think that by being a bookworm I would at least fit in with the nerdy crowd, but that is just so not even the case. In this area some people would put the nerds one peg above me on the cool list.
And its mainly due to one person that everyone has this perception of me. Edward Cullen. The biggest jerk of Forks, but the one person everyone wishes to be in cahoots with.
You're probably asking yourself "did she really just say 'cahoots'?" And the answer would be yes, and that is the reason why I am one step down from the nerds on that damn list.
I do have one savior though. She's not a social outcast like me, but that's only due to her association with Edward. My best friend in the entire world also happens to be his sister, Alice.
Alice is in a league of her own, and not by being put there but because she wants to be that way. Alice, force of nature. You will never win against her, somehow she always wins. Its like she has this sixth sense about certain things. Its creepy and weird, but one of the things that makes her a little closer to me in social standing.
As I pull up to the parking lot of Forks High I can't but feel a little anxious. I don't know what it is about today, but ever since I woke up this morning I've had a bad feeling. Like something and/or everything is going to go wrong. Which isn't out of the normal for me.
I get out of my truck, a 1953 Chevy pickup truck, that my dad bought off his friend Billy a couple of months ago and headed to wait for Alice in the maid quad.
As I got closer to the entrance I could see why I got an anxious feeling first thing. There stood Edward Cullen and his group of jocks and jockettes (girls who think they have athletic talent, but lack any form of brain or muscle to actually be good, even at cheerleading). They're all standing there laughing at some joke Edward's best friend, and probably the only nice person in his group, Jasper had just told. Must have been hilarious if these bimbos were fake laughing that hard.
As I got closer and closer to them my anxious feeling grew more and more. They've never done anything to physically harm me, but for some reason I just couldn't shake this feeling.
"Hey Bella" I heard Jasper call.
"Hi" I said meekly back to him. I'm not a very loud person to begin with, so for anyone thinking that I need to speak up, maybe they should just listen a little more closely.
"Hey Swan," I looked up to see Edward looking at me and smiling this weird smile.
Its weird to me only because Edward never says one word to me, and he definitely never smiles in my direction.
As I'm staring at Edward in confusion I miss the fact that one of his many groupies has come closer to me and stuck her foot out in front of my next step. Before I even know what's happening I am on my hands and knees with my books and papers spread out all around me.
"Wow, maybe you should watch where you're going instead of staring at something you'll never have," I hear from one the nasaliest voices I have ever heard. I look up to see Lauren Mallory staring down at me and moving her foot back in place.
I get up and collect my things as I hear everyone laugh at me. I try to be as fast as I can so I can get away from them, but of course my savior is always right there to help.
"What the hell is your problem Lauren?!" Alice yells.
I look over to see this little five foot person, hands on hips, and glaring eyes staring down the cheerleader.
"Nothing is my problem. Not my fault she can't walk without tripping over her own foot," Lauren says before turning away and walking back over to stand next to Edward, who is still smiling, only now I can tell it's a little smug.
"Come on Bella lets get inside," Alice helps me up and gathers the rest of my papers that are scattered on the ground.
As I am walking away I can't help but think, it's a typical Monday, and there's nothing I can do about it.
Sorry for the chapter shortness promise they will get longer and longer as the story goes on. Now please go and press that little review button and make my day.